~This is a poem from my old account~
Eating a bowl of strawberries is like playing a game of Russian Roulette
Some are sweet, some are sour
Just like people
Some are sweet, some are sour
You just have to hope for your luck to get the sweet ones
Because it is hard to tell when they all look the same on the outside
You have to find the ones who will let you inside
Inside the strawberry
Inside the person
The sweet inside people and strawberries alike
Find the sweet ones
People and strawberries alike
~🍓
